ThugWorkout wrote:
maybe, maybe. ;D
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ben was laid out on the sofa, a can of shandy resting on his chest, a cigarette resting lazily in his left hand, his other hand firmly down his trousers, in that slobbish way guys do. it was obvious; ben was a lay about and there was nothing going for him, but he loved his life and he thought he was pretty brilliant.
neena was sat on her bed, bright and early, legs crossed as she flicked through a baby magazine. it was safe to say that she was petrified of having this baby. so far, she had painted the spare room a beige colour, and put up some fairy lights, and a wardrobe. she didn't want to do the rest, until she knew the sex.